She's hardly insulted considering how openly some had stared at her back home and since arriving. There isn't even a pause as her left wing stretches out from her hip so she can rearrange the pouch on the sash she had found when she woke up. Closing quickly with barely a sound.


"The men of the kingdom of Titania were much the same, though the only ones I have ever known to contrive a flying machine of any sorts are the dwarves that served Demon Lord Odin. Is there much in magic used for the ones you know of? Or is it so much forged metal in odd shapes that simply seem like magic?"

Her curiosity has overtaken her normal nature to not really engage in conversation unless spoken to. She hadn't really let it sink in until now how different the worlds could be of those brought here until now.